Once more I stood on the lawn
Croquet mallet in my hands.
I stood and looked,
Looked all around
And there surrounding me was green,
The green of Nature’s wonder,
The green of the meadows,
Trees with their new leaves,
And the flowers of early spring.
At the edge of one field I saw two birds,
Two partridges running towards the edge
And into the long grass to hide.
One field had jackdaws on it,
So many of them pecking and walking,
Walking the green sward.
I then looked up,
Looked up to the blue spring sky.
A buzzard sailed serenely above me,
And above the buzzard there was another bird,
This one a red kite flying elegantly in the sky.
Once more I stood on the lawn
Croquet mallet in my hands
Surrounded by the absolute wonder,
The absolute wonder of Nature’s glory.